Gym FAIL.

So yesterday's trip to the Y was an utter disappointment. The run was fine, it was everything else about the trip that was a disaster! First, I'm walking in and the heel of my favorite pair of dress shoes gets caught in the crack of the sidewalk; when I pull it out, completely trashes it. Sad. Then, I get inside and I get changed, realizing I don't have any socks. Since yesterday's training for the race was only 18 minutes, I make the decision to run anyways. Bad idea. I completely rubbed the back of my ankles raw. Then, walking back to my car, I was inches away from getting hit by someone leaving the parking lot.

But, yes, the workout itself was great. Yesterday was interval training: 1 minute walk, 1 minute run. I kept the walking pace consistent at 4.1, but increased the running by 0.1 every time, starting at 6.0. For the last running interval, I bumped it up to 7.5! I was initially discouraged by the girl on the treadmill next to me doing between 9.0 and 10.0, but reminded myself we all go at our own pace and that is completely okay! The fact that I'm even considering a 25K run is beyond what I ever thought I could do!

grace + peace,

mindy